Marvel One shots (Women)

An Arguement Pt.2 (Wanda?)

"Charge to 250"

Bzzzzzzz

"Clear!"

"Charge to 300"

"Come on y/n/n"

Bzzzzzzzzz

"Clear!"

Beep beep, beep beep, beep, beep, beep...

Natasha, Bucky, and Maria stood behind the glass they slowly heard the heart monitor beeps return to normal.

"Oh, thank god," Maria said under her breath.

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"Ma'am? how long until we can see her?" Asks your friend, and now favorite person, Natasha.

"You can all go in, but I can't assure you that she'll wake up soon. She lost a lot of blood and had a concussion, so it's gonna be a while.." Doctor Shepherd responds with.

Maria steps aside and asks Dr.Torres what she came into the ER with... "As her orthopedic doctor, I can tell you that she came in with multiple broken ribs, multiple broken hand bones, a broken wrist, dislocated shoulder, which she unsuccessfully tried to relocate, a dislocated knee, and multiple broken leg bones. I have no idea in hell how she was awake when she got brought in.."

"She's a fighter, one of the best in the world. She's been through hell and back.." The agent says, "I'm not surprised."

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As Bucky returns to the tower, he's bombarded by questions from close to everybody on y/n's condition. Close to everybody.

Wanda enters the living room, confused and annoyed about the noise level. "Woah! What's up with the noise level?" She almost shouts.

"Shut up bitch" replies Tony whom you've grown to see as a brother.

"Everyone! Y/n has many broken bones and a head injury. That's all I know." Bucky semi-shouts over the sea of people that continuously sends inquiries about y/n.

'She's hurt?' Wanda quietly mumbles, barely processing her environment.

"Wanda? Darling, what's wrong?" The fuckin car battery asks.
"She's hurt... I need to see her. Now." She simply responds.

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"What?" We can barely mumble since your throats dry because you've been subconsciously denying yourself necessities after... well, you know. Natasha's head quickly shoots up, as she is never a light sleeper.

"Sh, sh, sh, you're okay, it's okay." The redhead responds with "Maria... Maria! Get y/n/n water." She taps (more like hits) the agent's arm to awaken her. Maria quickly stirs and rushes her water, spilling some during the task.

"Wha-what ha-happened," you ask, confused as you're in a hospital and you can't remember shit.

"You're okay right now. You're in a hospital cause you got very hurt on a mission." Our lo- I mean... our friend responds with.

"Oh, did I-" you get rudely interrupted by what's-her-face, almost breaking down your new bedroom door. "Oh my God, thank God, Oh fuck your not dead good, good, good," She says at a very rushed pace.

Natasha, being Natasha, almost snaps her neck cause she was unannounced, but stops herself mid-way through and sits back down.

"Leave." We say it with our chest cause we had a sip of our water and Maria found us a bendy straw and that's why she's our favorite SHIELD Agent. Anyways-

"No- I- I care too much baby, you could've died!"

"Stop."

"Stop wha-"
"You and I both know damn well that you lost every right to call me anything or to care about me to this extent when you started to have, whatever the fuck you have with that damn radio." After our little monologue, Natasha shows off one of her almost-extinct smiles. Maria just leaves the room, then Natasha follows soon after.

"I- I never cared about Vision! He- it, was just a distraction 'cause I was afraid that you were getting with that Russian slut outside! I still love you, baby, please," She gets on one knee "Marry me, or just get back together with me!" We give off one of our mad smiles from our Hydra days. Natasha can faintly hear us from outside and almost went back into our room but thank God Maria stopped her and pointed at our smile.

We slowly rise out of our bed, "You, haha, you think that after everything, I would even remotely think that I would consider the impossible impossibility of going anywhere near you and not hurting you with my words or my hands?" We're standing now, and getting closer to her. She's starting to get visibly frustrated.

"DAMNIT GIRL! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M THE ONE? I'M THE ONE WHO BUILT YOU UP! WHO GAVE YOU JOY? WHO FUCKED YOU WITH NO REMORSE? DO YOU THINK I EVER LOVED YOU? HAHAHA! I NEVER LOVED YOU! YOU WERE JUST MY LITTLE TOY! MY LITTLE FUCK-THING! YOU'RE GOOD FOR NOTHING BUT PLEASING OTHER PEOPLE AND BEING THEIR SERVANT!"

Smack.

She slaps us. She fucking slapped us. Who the actual fuck does she think she is? Apparently someone. I've never met them. Whatever.

Thud.

I can see that Maria is holding Natasha back. Barely. My breathing is slow. Surprisingly slow for the situation. She falls to the ground slowly. On her knees, she reaches towards her face, touches it, and inaudibly screams at me. I don't care. So what? We punched her. She deserved it. Lucky I didn't break her jaw. Fuck her.

Fuck her.

Fuck.

Her.

"Hey are you okay? I saw that she slapped you, are you okay? Y/n? Y/n/n?"

"I'm okay. Where is she?"

"Who?"

"Natalia."

"She ran after fuck face. Do you want me to call her off?"

"No.", we take a breath, "She deserves what's coming to her."

"Let's sit down okay?"

"Okay."
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Bro Shuri is sooooo fine...... Anyways, don't die, somebody asked for a part 2 of the last 'Arguement' so boom, you lookin for this? Haha I'm so funny. -Natalie, Natalie Rusman